Till when,
How much can we care?
When broken by care,
You become just empty
From caring, too much,
With no place to go,
No one to care,
You stare
Into the limpid pool
Of Time,
But there’s no reflection,
There.
Till when,
How much can we care?
When broken by care,
You become just empty
From caring, too much,
With no place to go,
No one to care,
You stare
Into the limpid pool
Of Time,
But there’s no reflection,
There.
Wish we could bottle, the stuffAnd make the World much better.
It just happens,Without frontiers.But many are the loveless,Held back tears,If love doesn’t happen,Life disappears.
What in me hurts,They speak my dreams,Those had, had not,And calm the thirst,I’ve always had.
I crave nothing except your loving soul,Without Love we are Nothing,Not a thing at all.
If not,A vegetative state,Love does renewThe Life in you,The Paradise,That cannot wait.
Their inner Life with others,Most gents don’t care,And If they’re there,They hardly like each other.